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    The document describes nightmares that haunt the author, with reels of memories on repeat that they cannot stop from playing. In the nightmares, the author reaches for a mirage of their past but can only grasp its aftertaste, and when trying to run and scream their legs buckle and only a whisper escapes. Each time the author wakes up disappointed and returns to sleep, another nightmare begins with another disappointment stabbing through their soul as another reel unfolds behind their eyes.

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    The document describes nightmares that haunt the author, with reels of memories on repeat that they cannot stop from playing. In the nightmares, the author reaches for a mirage of their past but can only grasp its aftertaste, and when trying to run and scream their legs buckle and only a whisper escapes. Each time the author wakes up disappointed and returns to sleep, another nightmare begins with another disappointment stabbing through their soul as another reel unfolds behind their eyes.

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    Reels

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    The document describes nightmares that haunt the author, with reels of memories on repeat that they cannot stop from playing. In the nightmares, the author reaches for a mirage of their past but can only grasp its aftertaste, and when trying to run and scream their legs buckle and only a whisper escapes. Each time the author wakes up disappointed and returns to sleep, another nightmare begins with another disappointment stabbing through their soul as another reel unfolds behind their eyes.

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    TUESDAY, APRIL 6, 2010

    Reels

    In my head there are only nightmares.


    Reels of never ending memories that seem to be on repeat
    I can’t find the stop button, I think it may be broken
    they haunt and taunt me until my past becomes a mirage to the present.
    I reach for it but grasp only its fridges after taste.
    I run and scream but my legs buckle underneath me and only a whisper escapes
    my lips
    the mirage becomes hazy and soon disappears with the breeze of my whisper
    I wake up, the reality of my disappointment doubles as I look at the clock.
    3 a.m.
    I lay back down and close my eyes, only to welcome another nightmare.
    Another disappointment
    another knife is stabbed through my soul as another real unfolds behind my eyes
    I wonder if I'll wake up from this one.

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